Kaioken X20 (feat. BabyTron)
Stuntman, stuntman
(RJ Always Trippin' man, RJ always trippin')
I'm always trippin' too, I always tell you that
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
R.I.P lil' Chris, put this shit on bro and 'em
In Chirac with dreadheads that's on foenem
Mirror tint flashy than a bitch, I see the hoe in 'em
What's that on yo hip? That's a pistol, we be toting' 'em
Commitin' homicide, doors, they do suicides
Happy than a bitch with my slime, we done threw a 5
Goofy [?], give a fuck if you inside
Get the pussy if it's kinda good, do it two more times
Black ass sock runners, I can slip and slide in 'em
Jeff that's my kin, '012 was flippin' dimes with him
"How you get the money out my card? I gave you 9 digits"
That's what hams say, if you oppin', then yo times tickin'
Tsk, and yo Rollie too
This bitch a freak, got her loose off the 42
Tsk, have you ever seen these Golden Goose?
Do you know who I am? Mr. Throw-The-Oop
Mr. Get-The-Head-From-Her, then I stand in her friend [?]
StanWill, LJ, that's a lot of dreadlocks
Caught the opps ten deep, that's ten cops
Might turn into the fuckin' demon off this red pop
Got the AR on my shoulder, I'm Kurt Angle
Shoot from both angles, you know I'm dangerous
Got that choppa on my side, it came attached
Niggas talkin' all that shit 'til his head detach
All that shit is facts, y'all niggas is cappin'
I had the 6s on the truck before I was rappin'
I had yo bitch on my dick before I was spittin'
I was gettin' chicken back when I was sellin' chicken
And if niggas wanna trip, you can catch a slug
AR got the titties, aim it at yo mug
Just got a 40 from a fein and that bitch hot
To find out where he live and hit every block
I wanna see his head pop like a Jack in the Box
You betta' run mothafucka', 'cause we not
I put cheese on his head like a nacho
Leave him layin' in the street like a pothole
Put her nigga in the dirt, watch how I work
It's all fun and games 'til a nigga on a shirt
I got twos on deck like I'm out of work
I put that on my momma, you don't want no drama
Nigga, bitch, ShittyBoyz
Nigga, bitch
(RJ Always Trippin' man, RJ always trippin')
I'm always trippin' too, I always tell you that
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
R.I.P lil' Chris, put this shit on bro and 'em
In Chirac with dreadheads that's on foenem
Mirror tint flashy than a bitch, I see the hoe in 'em
What's that on yo hip? That's a pistol, we be toting' 'em
Commitin' homicide, doors, they do suicides
Happy than a bitch with my slime, we done threw a 5
Goofy [?], give a fuck if you inside
Get the pussy if it's kinda good, do it two more times
Black ass sock runners, I can slip and slide in 'em
Jeff that's my kin, '012 was flippin' dimes with him
"How you get the money out my card? I gave you 9 digits"
That's what hams say, if you oppin', then yo times tickin'
Tsk, and yo Rollie too
This bitch a freak, got her loose off the 42
Tsk, have you ever seen these Golden Goose?
Do you know who I am? Mr. Throw-The-Oop
Mr. Get-The-Head-From-Her, then I stand in her friend [?]
StanWill, LJ, that's a lot of dreadlocks
Caught the opps ten deep, that's ten cops
Might turn into the fuckin' demon off this red pop
Got the AR on my shoulder, I'm Kurt Angle
Shoot from both angles, you know I'm dangerous
Got that choppa on my side, it came attached
Niggas talkin' all that shit 'til his head detach
All that shit is facts, y'all niggas is cappin'
I had the 6s on the truck before I was rappin'
I had yo bitch on my dick before I was spittin'
I was gettin' chicken back when I was sellin' chicken
And if niggas wanna trip, you can catch a slug
AR got the titties, aim it at yo mug
Just got a 40 from a fein and that bitch hot
To find out where he live and hit every block
I wanna see his head pop like a Jack in the Box
You betta' run mothafucka', 'cause we not
I put cheese on his head like a nacho
Leave him layin' in the street like a pothole
Put her nigga in the dirt, watch how I work
It's all fun and games 'til a nigga on a shirt
I got twos on deck like I'm out of work
I put that on my momma, you don't want no drama
Nigga, bitch, ShittyBoyz
Nigga, bitch
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Writer(s): Chane Barnett
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